The light there had not yet completely dissipated, but the faint presence of Nascent Soul energy around made Shen Qingyi and his group realize that someone had self-destructed!
The group that was already close to the peaks naturally heard the huge explosion and the voice.
"Uncle Zhou Lan!"
Yin Baizhou's eyes were bloodshot. He raised the sword in his hand and was about to rush into the peaks, but was stopped by Yun Feng.
"Yin Baizhou! Are you crazy?! What can you do if you rush out now?! The only ones who can cause Senior Zhou Lan to... self-destruct must be a large contingent from the Holy King Palace! We've finally gotten here. As long as we cross the Luozhang Strait and reach the Wanshanpu Sea... there's always hope! Baizhou... we will take revenge!"
Jiang Miaoyu also had an ugly expression on her face, but she stopped Yin Baizhou.
"Yin Baizhou, we will definitely take revenge!"
Yin Baizhou's eyes were bloodshot.
Within the peaks, She Zijiang and his group suddenly froze.
"Junior sister..."
“Boom!”
Another explosion sounded.
“Boom!”
“Boom!”
Self-destruction in the early stage of Nascent Soul!
Bi Rong looked at the group of people who suddenly rushed out from the bushes.
Six people, four in the early Nascent Soul stage and two in the early Nascent Soul stage, actually self-destructed at the same time!
A group of monks from the Holy King Palace were caught off guard.
"Meng Zhao goes first!"
"Dushan!"
"The cultivators of Pankong Realm are not afraid of death!"
"Go to hell, Holy King Palace!"
The monks from the Holy King Palace immediately protected Bi Rong.
"Sir, it's the newly arrived Team Thirteen from Yunze Continent!"
These are the titles they gave to those teams in the Lower Spirit Realm that were slightly famous. Only the teams that were truly threatening had names, and the others were just numerical codes.
However, this team, which had just emerged, actually blew itself up in order to intercept them!
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